Wheeling Gull Isle knocks me right off of my feet

huojin hadn’t forgotten his mother’s method of introduction, and couldn’t tell if his father’s would be any different. he remained planted atop the stony perch while aiolos spoke, his ears swiveling slowly with concealed interest.

with evident hesitation, huojin stepped fully onto beach (still several feet from the water line), and decided to follow behind aiolos.